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Chapter 392: The value of the court's lackeys, Tiankujing, I heard that you are very accurate in fortune-telling?

"you……"

Xiong Ba barely held on to his body, his voice hoarse: "You and I have no grudges, why, why do you come to kill me?"

The sound of bones and muscles bursting continued to ring out, Xiongba's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood mist spurted out and diffused in the air!
The five "Heaven-Shocking and Earth-Shaking" styles can all absorb the energy of all things in the heaven and earth into one body, transforming it into a human-shaped natural disaster. They are truly divine-level martial arts.

In the entire Legend of the Emperor series, only the "Power to Repair the Sky" and "Power of the Multidimensional Universe" of the Hun Tian Bao Jian can be slightly better in terms of realm.

Therefore, just the residual power of "Thunder Shatters the Heaven and Earth" was enough to easily break through Xiongba's protective energy and shatter all his extraordinary meridians and internal organs.

Even though Xiongba had ten years of great luck, he still fell into a state of near death.

"Why did I kill you?"

Lin Xuan nodded: "This is indeed a good question. Duan Shuai, you go ahead and tell me."

"Yes! Nanlin Sword Master Duan Shuai has met all the heroes in the world!"

Duan Shuai held his sword as a salute and led a young man in his early twenties into the third branch school.

The young man was handsome and looked quite similar to Duan Shuai, holding a few robes in his hands.

"This is my son Duan Lang. He has been acting as... an undercover agent in Tianxiahui for many years."

Duan Shuai pointed at the robe in Duan Lang's hand and said, "These clothes were searched from the No. 1 Building under Heaven. They are what Xiong Ba uses every day."

"Reporting to the Imperial Master, this Xiongba has always been lawless and arrogant, using the private rules of his gang to replace the laws of the Ming Dynasty."

"Afterwards, I don't know where this person got the news from, but he thought he had the destiny to be an emperor, and he wanted to transform his golden scales into a dragon, and he even had the heart to commit treason."

Duan Lang glanced at Xiong Ba, whose face was ashen, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes. He casually opened a piece of brocade clothing and said, "This is the proof!"

This purple satin cotton dress is as smooth as a mirror, and is embroidered with nine swimming dragons in real gold threads, with their fangs bared and claws dancing, coiling around the body, like nine dragons protecting the body.

Although it is not the dragon robe used by the imperial court, it is even more gorgeous and majestic.

Duan Lang has good talent, which is not much inferior to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun. He is considered a leader among the younger generation in the martial arts world.

However, Xiongba saw a trace of his own shadow in Duanlang.

This made Xiongba extremely alert.

So Xiongba ordered Duanlang to become a handyman for the Tianxiahui, and deliberately suppressed and targeted him many times.

At this time, Duan Lang was still relatively human. In order to keep his promise with Nie Feng, he gritted his teeth and stayed in the Tianxia Club.

But even though he endured it, Duan Lang must have hated Xiongba to the core in his heart.

Seeing Xiongba seriously injured and dying, Duanlang suddenly felt better.

Well, this also shows that the name must be chosen well.

If they were called Duanfeng or Duanyun...

Maybe that’s another story.

"You! You guys! How can this be unreasonable!"

Xiong Ba spat out another mouthful of blood and roared: "Lin Xuan, you dare to go against the will of heaven for such a small matter, you will not die a good death in the future!"

He seriously considered Lin Xuan's motives, and also suspected whether it was a grudge between his father and even grandfather.

But he never expected that others would kill him because he acted presumptuously and intended to rebel.

Well, although Xiongba plans to compete for the throne of the emperor after solving the hidden danger of Fengyun.

But we haven't started yet? We're not even ready yet!

Xiongba relied on the protection of heaven and acted tyrannically, often killing entire families.

I never expected that one day the iron fist would hit me.

"It's a small matter? In fact, the dragon throne you just sat on, Boss Xiong, is a capital crime punishable by death."

"But Gang Leader Xiong, don't worry. Your life is imminent and you won't live to see the day of execution in Beijing."

Lin Xuan smiled faintly: "Broken Sword Master, you will work together with Commander Bai to get to the bottom of this case."

"Yes, I will obey your command!"

Duan Shuai bowed to Lin Xuan and stepped aside.

"This, this... this person is the Nanlin Sword Master Duan Shuai?"

"Yes, after the Heavenly Sword and the Sword Saint retired, this man became the best swordsman in the world. He was known as invincible for half his life."

"I never thought that after ten years of disappearance, he would reappear and join the imperial court."

"The court has more than one general... Look at Master Lin. I heard that Emperor Wenlong personally appointed him a few days ago and appointed the former Qing Jianxian as the chief military instructor. His status is second only to the national teacher, and ranks above the chief minister and the six ministers."

"Qing Jianxian... Oh my god! It turns out that the imperial court is so powerful without making any noise!"

"Yes, it turns out that the reason why the Imperial Master took action this time was because Xiongba was extremely rebellious and was planning a rebellion..."

"The imperial court is so powerful, who will dare to go against it in the future?"

Thinking of how Duan Shuai had just been respectful to Lin Xuan, and thinking of the legend from a hundred years ago, everyone present in the martial arts world felt a chill rising up in their chest.

"Wen Chouchou, Tong Huang, do you have anything else to say?"

Bai Xiaolou held the Embroidered Spring Knife in his hand and said coldly.

"The national teacher's martial arts skills are comparable to those of gods and Buddhas. How dare Chou Chou stop a chariot with his bare hands?"

Wen Chouchou's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He forced a smile and said, "Commander-in-chief, Chouchou has told Xiongba many times that the emperor is wise and the people are living in peace, and that rebellion will bring eternal infamy! But this dog thief is insidious and cunning, and he doesn't listen to Chouchou's good advice at all."

"Manager Wen has kept himself quite clean."

"Reporting to the Imperial Master, Chouchou has long admired the imperial court. I am willing to lead the Tianxia Association and swear allegiance to the imperial court until death."

Wen Chouchou's mind flashed, and he knelt down quickly: "Please ask the court to cut Xiongba, the bastard, into pieces and clear Chouchou's name!"

"Although we sisters are not good people, we only kill people from the underworld. We don't have the courage to rebel!"

The Tonghuang sisters looked innocent: "Xiongba did such a treasonous thing, we sisters are willing to help him for free and kill him... No! Let him be executed!"

"How ridiculous! Wen Chouchou is a loser, and neither of you has any integrity at all."

"As a top master of the evil sect, he actually went to work as a lackey of the imperial court! Shamelessly wagging his tail to beg for mercy!"

Xiongba's body trembled, and blood kept flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

I don’t know if it was because of the injury or because he was so angry.

"Don't talk nonsense, you are the evil one, your whole family is evil!"

"Yes! What do you mean by court lackeys? We sisters are clearly fighting for justice. When we see injustice, we draw our swords to help."

The Child Emperor sisters were startled and subconsciously glanced at Ao Xue.

Seeing the girl close her eyes, she looked indifferent.

The Child Emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief and confronted Xiong Ba without any hesitation.

"That's about it..."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "It's great that you guys have the heart to abandon the dark and join the light. It's certainly right to kill Xiong Ba, but you should say less."

"Yes, Imperial Master!"

Wen Chouchou and Tong Huang bowed to Lin Xuan and quickly restrained their subordinates.

"Lin Xuan!"

Xiong Ba had regained his vitality, and a hint of redness appeared on his pale face: "How am I worse than the emperor?"

"The leader is a man of great talent and strategy, and he is truly extraordinary."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "But the so-called overlords often use any means to achieve their goals. To achieve their own hegemony, they would bring disaster to the country and cause great suffering to the people."

"Isn't it right?"

"It's hard to say whether it's right or wrong, but I always think, why not cry together instead of together?"

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "The great catastrophe of the millennium is approaching. Rather than letting the common people suffer, it is better for the leader to die alone."

"Humph! Ridiculous! What's the righteousness of the world? In the end, it's just the strong that wins!"

Xiong Ba said angrily: "If I had your martial arts skills, how could I end up like this?"

"Maybe."

Lin Xuan nodded: "It's a pity that the gang leader's martial arts is too poor. In this way, the gang leader is just a person with great ambitions but little talent."

"you!"

Xiongba's body shook violently, his pupils dilated rapidly, and he died.

"According to the rules for dealing with treason, behead Xiongba and report his head to the court. Then bury his body with the ceremony of a local lord!"

"A catastrophe is imminent. Severe punishments must be used in troubled times. All Chinese people should go all out to fight for a glimmer of hope. Put aside your little thoughts."

Lin Xuan glanced at everyone and said, "If you intend to imitate Xiong Ba, then I also know a little bit about how to wipe out your entire family."

"We are willing to stand together with Master Lin!"

"Master Lin will rule the country for thousands of years!"

After a slight hesitation, thousands of people stepped out of the crowd and followed their respective leaders to bow to Lin Xuan.

These people were originally affiliated with the Tianxiahui and were considered to be a branch of the Tianxiahui.

Now Xiong Ba was made an example of by this young imperial teacher, and Wen Chouchou expressed his loyalty to the imperial court on the spot...

At this time, if their small sect does not stand firm, they will definitely be in big trouble!
Well, there’s an old saying: “If loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal.”

Fortunately, as Lin Xuan is the national master and true immortal, he should have no interest in rebellion.

Otherwise, they would have to go all in and follow through.

At this point, they no longer had any choice.

"I have made some progress in my cultivation, so I don't want to be involved in worldly affairs."

"So you will all report to Commander Bai later, and obey the orders of the court in the future."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and said, "Manager Wen, I want to see a prisoner. Please take us to see him."

After dealing with Xiongba, he felt that half of his work was done.

The only ones left are a group of rabble, and Bai Xiaolou should be able to deal with them.

If that doesn't work, Wu Wudi can take down the whole place by himself.

Well, having said that, the Tianxiahui now has hundreds of thousands of members, and is considered a large company.

It would be a shame if they disbanded like this.

It is not easy to accommodate the hundreds of thousands of young and strong people who suddenly appear.

Therefore, we need to find a leader for it and integrate the Tianxiahui’s army into the imperial system.

Then everyone will be happy.

"what?"

Wen Chouchou was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Who does the Imperial Master want to see?"

"Clay Buddha."

"Chouchou obeys your command..."

***
Tianxiahui Dungeon Bottom

A frail old man was lying on the ground, looking like he would die at any moment.

His face was covered with dark poisonous sores, densely packed together, like countless eyes.

As he gasped, the boils seemed to wriggle, making it impossible to discern his original appearance.

It is also enough to make people with trypophobia faint.

"Grandpa! Xiaomin is so hungry!"

A little girl of five or six years old lay beside the old man, speaking weakly.

"Xiao Min, it's grandpa's fault that he's useless and has brought trouble upon you." The Clay Buddha sighed.

His eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them, so he just followed the sound and touched his granddaughter's head.

"what?"

"Xiongba is stubborn and self-righteous, and he definitely won't tolerate Grandpa."

"Grandpa is gone, and you are the only heir of our Shenxiang Sect. With Xiongba's temper, he will definitely wipe out the roots."

The clay Buddha sighed and said, "Are you afraid?"

"Min'er, don't be afraid!"

The little girl was silent for a moment, then answered crisply.

"Hey, he's a good kid."

"The world is actually quite exciting, but you are still too young. You haven't seen anything delicious or fun. Grandpa is sorry for you."

"Grandpa commented to Xiongba that success and failure are both due to the wind and clouds."

The clay Buddha sighed again and shed two lines of tears: "Grandpa is actually the same. His success is due to the "Heavenly Crying Sutra", and his failure is also due to the "Heavenly Crying Sutra"!"

"Grandpa, don't be like this... I'm a little scared now!"

The little girl trembled, stretched out her sleeves, and clumsily helped the clay Buddha wipe away her tears.

"Grandpa is fine. I will tell you the secret of the Heavenly Crying Sutra right now."

"what?"

"Just listen..."

According to legend, the great god Cangjie in the past was able to communicate with heaven and earth by accident.

By chance, the first word in the world was created.

All characters will be derived from this character.

Therefore, this word can be said to be the 'source of all words', and can contain the mysteries of heaven and earth...

But after Cangjie created this word, he became omniscient because of it.

But if you knew all the disasters in the world, you would know that God’s will is like a knife, and human power is very limited.

In other words, if heaven wants to bring disaster to the world, what good will it do even if we can predict God's will?
The more you know, the more painful it is.

Well, the all-knowing Cangjie lived a very painful life...

After much thought, Cangjie sealed the word and tried his best to save the world from several disasters.

Unfortunately, Cangjie could not save the people with his own strength.

Even he himself was severely injured in a catastrophe and was unable to recover.

On his deathbed, Cangjie left a backup plan for the people of the world.

The first word of heaven and earth created by him was written in the "Heavenly Crying Sutra".

When a destined person opens this volume of "Heaven's Crying Sutra", he will be able to see the first word between heaven and earth.

Obtain divine power to communicate with heaven and earth and predict the future!

However, this destined person has extremely high requirements.

For thousands of years, only Tang Xuanzang and the Clay Buddha met the requirements.

Even if other people got the "Heavenly Crying Sutra", they would not be able to understand its contents.

"So the Heaven's Crying Sutra is still in your hands?"

At this moment, Lin Xuan reached out and opened the iron door, then followed Ao Xue into the cell one after another.

Come to think of it, Xiongba is quite unkind.

After all, it was he who invited the clay Buddha to tell fortunes.

Seeing that the result was not right, and fearing that the clay Buddha would reveal the secret, he immediately took the fatal action.

It would be fine if he really was a peerless hero who believed that "I would rather let the world down than be let down by the world."

But when Xiongba discovered that his fate was not good, he immediately cut ties with others and claimed that he did not believe in fate.

Behind him, he looked cautious and fearful...

It's quite funny!
However, it’s not entirely Xiongba’s fault that the clay Buddha is in such a miserable state…

Most likely, he revealed too many secrets and was punished by God.

As the saying goes, "The art of divination cannot be fully explained." This fellow not only explained everything, but also said it very bluntly, without any euphemism at all.

In the final analysis, it’s because your IQ and EQ are not enough!

Ever since he obtained the "Heavenly Crying Sutra" twenty years ago, he has become complacent.

A picture of the virtues of a nouveau riche.

Well, look at them laughing three times...

He has unparalleled martial arts skills, has lived for thousands of years, and is truly a supreme earthly immortal...

Just speak half of what you say honestly, and be as vague as possible.

After thousands of years, there is not a single wrinkle on his face.

Well, at the level of a clay Buddha, it is not necessarily possible to understand a master like Xiao Sanxiao.

But look at the "Tui Bei Tu" created by Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng together.

The horizontal posture and steady style are also far better than those of clay Buddhas.

So, as a top-notch physiognomist, he can't even handle the emotions of his clients...

It’s not too unfair that he ended up like this.

"Boss Xiong, it turns out you've also heard about the Heaven's Crying Sutra."

"Hahaha! It's a pity that it's useless for you to know. If you are not the one with the destiny, you can't open the book at all."

"Even if you open it, it's useless. It's destined and cannot be changed... huh?"

The clay Buddha was stunned: "You are not Xiongba, who are you? Why are you in the Tianxiahui prison?"

"It's just a fortune-telling book. It's dispensable to me. It doesn't matter if I can't open it."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "Xiongba is dead. There is no one in the Tianxiahui to guard you now. Do you want to go out and take a look?"

"Xiong Ba is dead?"

The clay Buddha sneered, seeming to be somewhat disdainful: "The time has not come yet, Xiongba can't die even if he wants to! If Xiongba sent you to play a trick of self-torture, you'd better forget it."

"The clay Buddha is quite confident in his physiognomy..."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "After being locked up for these days, the clay Buddha still has a bad temper."

"Humph! Since Gang Leader Xiong didn't come here to change his fate, and didn't arrange for you to steal the Heaven's Crying Scripture, then of course he wants to send us off."

The clay Buddha said coldly: "Master Xiong, please give me a quick death for my dedication."

"It's really refreshing. I'll give you a piece of fruit first."

Lin Xuan flicked his fingers, and with a faint force, he touched the clay Buddha's cheek-cartilage point.

The clay Buddha groaned and his mouth opened involuntarily.

Lin Xuan took out another blood bodhi and threw it directly in.

This was a quick-made version of the Blood Bodhi created by Lin Xuan after he saw the Fire Kirin and took some blood from it, using the Donghua Zhixuan Qi to create it.

Although the progress is a bit rushed, the basic efficacy is still good.

"Grandpa, don't die!"

The little girl suddenly reacted and rushed to the clay Buddha like crazy, crying and prying his mouth open.

"It's okay, little girl, don't be afraid."

Ao Xue sighed softly and flicked her fair palm gently.

The energy surged, turning from hard to soft, and turned into a three-foot-high energy wall to protect the clay Buddha.

"???"

The little girl hit the air wall, as if she had hit a huge sponge cushion, and sat on the ground in a daze.

"Hahaha, has this day finally come? I have been ready for it."

The clay Buddha laughed miserably and bit down.

"Huh? That's not right!"

The blood bodhi exploded, and an extremely sweet spiritual energy flowed down his esophagus.

In an instant, the poisonous sores on the clay Buddha's face burst open one after another, and countless filthy and smelly black water flowed out.

The black water drained away, and the clay Buddha's face became covered with scars.

Then the scar falls off and new flesh grows.

Without further ado, the clay Buddha changed beyond all recognition and became an old man with a somewhat immortal look.

"Grandpa, grandpa! Are you cured? This uncle is a good man!"

Xiao Min was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped up and threw herself into the arms of the clay Buddha.

"Is this a blood bodhi?"

The clay Buddha looked a little dazed: "Even if it is the blood bodhi..., hey, it seems that Xiongba is really dead."

"Why?"

"The poisonous sore on my face is a punishment from heaven, and there is no medicine to cure it."

"It was me who predicted the fate of Gang Leader Xiong, and he deserves this retribution."

"Although Blood Bodhi is a holy medicine in the world, it can only treat the symptoms and not the root cause."

The clay Buddha let out a sigh of relief: "There are signs of recovery on my face now, so it must be that this karma has been resolved."

"Xiong Ba is treacherous and even wants to seize the throne. He deserves death."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "I never thought that Xiongba's death would lead to the recovery of the old gentleman's poisonous sore. As expected, everything in the world has a destiny."

Even if the Clay Buddha has no emotional intelligence, it is obvious that Xiongba has bigger problems.

After all, it was he who invited the clay Buddha to tell fortunes.

But after the fortune was told, Xiongba felt something was not right.

He was afraid that the clay Buddha knew too much, and he was also worried that the clay Buddha would secretly change his fortune.

So he decided to kill...

If he really is a hero who believes that “my destiny is in my own hands”, then that would be fine.

But Xiongba, who had benefited from the ten-year dividends of "Feng Yun", dominated the martial arts world.

As soon as he realized that the situation was not good, he began to claim that he did not believe in fate, and acted cautiously and stayed indoors...

It's kind of like... saying one thing and doing another but acting justly?
"But this shouldn't happen... Xiongba clearly... Hey, how did he die?"

"I killed him."

"..."

The clay Buddha's face changed several times, and finally he sighed, sat on the ground, and looked at him as if he was a liar.

"I heard that your fortune-telling skills are second to none."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly: "If you really feel bad and don't want to owe me a favor, why don't you take a look at my face and Miss Ao's face, and we can settle the cause and effect."

"Okay! It's a deal!"

(End of this chapter)